(i took it upon myself to decide that maybe ruby hadn't really known where she was headed except that she was rather impulsively headed out with him because Robert told her to, and they ended up in Hogsmeade simply by chance. and, i have to tell you, i love angus in this post. he's just so casual about it. he hasn't even considered they were trying to kill him. that hasn't even entered his head. he's only upset that they made holes in his duster, like this is all just a walk in the park for him. lmao.)
"Bad choice, Pee Wee," James said, "'Cause you ain't seen nothin' yet." He whistled, and up from the back of his fighters came two large figures dressed from head to toe in black cloaks, their faces blacked out. Robert wasn't sure if they were dementors or hags or shadow creatures.
"Shields!" Robert shouted to everyone.
At the farm, Kate felt a cold chill go through her, as did Mira. Mira looked at Kate, turning pale.
"Is it bad?" Mira asked.
"I don't know. Stay here! We can't all go," Kate told Mira. "Do not follow, no matter what you see!"
"We'll hold the fort," Gabe said to Kate, and she flicked her wand and apparated to the estate beside Robert.
"Kate,..." Robert began, fearing for Kate.
"They're shapeshifters, just shapeshifters," Kate told them, her seers' abilities letting her see clearly what they were. "You can take them out."
One moment Angus was engaged in heavy combat, having to watch every movement around him, using rapid wand fire techniques to stay alive, and the next he was caught up in a whirlwind and then found himself deposited someplace else entirely. It took him a moment.
Then he realized he was standing out in the middle of High Street in Hogsmeade with the Three Broomsticks on his right, and all he could hear was the sound of crickets, a little of the usual night time hubbub from the pub, and the sounds of a little yappy dog. Partway down the street was an old woman carrying a market basket and holding a leash to the same little yappy dog that he had heard. The old woman looked at him and scowled.
"Put that thing away, you young galoot, before you hurt somebody!" she snapped at him. He checked himself, still standing in combat stance, wand aimed at fighters that were suddenly no longer anywhere in sight.
"What the..." he frowned, confused. He lowered his wand and straightened up, not understanding how the hell he'd gotten from the estate to Hogsmeade. And then he saw Ruby, pasted to him. He looked down at her, puzzled.
"What happened? Did you do that?" he asked, confused. "Why are we here? And look at me. They've cut holes in my good leather duster, damnit. I like this coat. Rude--that's what they are--just rude."